pleasure of furnishing you with some of the wonderful powder? There is not very much of it left, but luckily it requires a very small dose. I have enough probably to supply one hundred men to insure them existence for one hundred and fifty years. When that is gone the supply can never be replenished.'
"He sighed.
"'Thank you,' I answered. 'I shall think the matter over and in all probability give myself the pleasure of calling upon you again.'
"Then I came away, being bowed out by the sable attendants with all ceremony possible. There! What do you think of that?"
"Do you intend to return and purchase the powder?" asked Robinson.
"Perhaps," answered Watson, "but I think I will wait awhile and see if Jones lives to be one hundred and fifty!"
[2] Translation of the sacred manuscript found with the "Elixir of Life."
THE VOODOO IDOL.
